Heaven-Bestowed Monster

On the big ship, Chu Feng sat cozily on the rattan chair. He was examining the rest of his captives and continuing the auction.

The mature and charming enchantress Zhao Qing was behind him. She was 175cm tall and wearing a black dress which contrasted well with her fair skin and curved figure. She was absolutely stunning.

Zhao Qing possessed long hair with slight natural curls. Her eyes were charming, her lips were like raging flame, and she was exceptionally beautiful, sexy and flirtatious.

She was now massaging Chu Feng, quite dedicatedly, which made the group of divine sons and saintesses seriously speechless. They had already become prisoners and the chosen one of the natives was acting in such a way whilst selling them. How could they endure this?

Zi Luan, who was next to them, stole a glance from time to time, fairly discontented. She thought that this enchantress was too seductive as she massaged Chu Feng even under the watchful eyes of the people.